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It's Hard to Control My Naughty Wife!

“I think we couldn't do 'that' just yet, since you're still recovering…” Hailee answered hesitantly, trying to find a reasonable excuse for her current situation. "Bulsh * t," Ramon cursed and got out of their extraordinarily luxurious bed. With impatient steps, the man approached Hailee, like a hunter about to catch his prey. “I'll prove that I'm okay. Better than the best." He confirmed his last word with a meaningful smile. “…” Ugh! *** Hailee found herself being sold by her adopted sister, Aileen, after the death of their parents in an accident. However, on the very night she was supposed to serve the bastard who had won the auction, Hailee managed to escape by killing him. Now, Hailee was in fresh pursuit and must flee the city to escape the accomplices of the man she killed. While she was fleeing from her pursuers, Hailee accidentally met Ramon who was dying from an accident, to avoid those who were after her, Hailee pretends to be Giana, the lover Ramon had been hiding from the public eye. Things got more complicated when Ramon woke up and said he couldn't remember anything. Hailee of course can take advantage of this and continue pretending to be Giana, but how long? And what about the real Giana? ============== ##Meet me on instragram : jikan_yo_tomare ##Cover from Pinterest Check out my other stories: **The Love of a Lycan **PURPLE DAWN TILL DUSK: dearest through the time **THE STORY OF DUSK

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HAILEE'S BEST FRIEND

Giana woke up when her head felt very heavy. It was as if thousands of needles were stabbing her head while her body felt very cold and sore.

Giana shivered even though it wasn't cold in the room and the sun was shining brightly outside. And to make things worse, she was sweating.

This condition really made her feel like she was going crazy. She felt a sudden feeling of depression so intense that she was unable to concentrate or even think where she was.

Giana could feel her heart beating so fast and in the midst of her thoughts, she realized what was happening to her.

She needed that 'stuff' again. She needed it more than ever. Only that 'stuff' was on her mind or she could remember for that matter.

And so, with great difficulty, Giana crawled out of her bed, a bed she was sure wasn't hers in a room that seemed foreign to her. Where is this?